"Red wine, lighters and cigarettes!" Lin Jue said.

As for the red wine in Lin Jue's hand, it was actually all the items in the "entertainment club" in the room of Senior Sister Xu Qian's ghost shelter, which could be taken out of the shelter for use.

After Lin Jue contained the ghost and entered the room, the last memorable scene of the ghost's life would evolve in the space of the shelter room.

The evolved items can be used not only by ghosts, but also by people in the real world.

And so comes the problem.

Are the items that have evolved into the environment unrestricted?

After all, Xu Qian is in the entertainment club, and she is also consuming the items in the club.

The answer is that Xu Qian's ghost, in the ghost shelter, needs to work so that the items in the club will not be consumed by her.

Because in the backyard of each room in the ghost shelter, there is a backyard that belongs to the ghost itself.

Ghosts can work hard in their own back garden to obtain the corresponding items in the evolved environment.

"Red wine, wine drunk by foreign devils, cigarettes, what is a lighter?" Liang Kuan asked curiously.

Lin Jue was a little amused in his heart, because Liang Kuan at this moment, like a curious baby, stared at him with inquiring eyes.

Zhongli took out a pack of cigarettes, put a cigarette in his mouth, and took out a lighter.

Syllable!

A wisp of fire rose, causing Liang Kuan to retreat suddenly in fright.

"Demon fire!" Liang Kuan said in horror.

Lin Jue was speechless and said, "You haven't seen a lighter." Thank you for being in New York!"

"This is the lighter you are talking about, but in New York, there is no such thing that will breathe fire!" Liang Kuan felt that the lighter that Lin Jue took out in front of him should also be something produced by foreigners.

Liang Kuan suddenly exclaimed: "Your cigarette is not as thick as a finger of anyone, and it is actually called smoke?"

"You think cigarettes are big smoke. Do you want one?" Lin Jue casually took out a cigarette and said.

Liang Kuan hurriedly waved his hand and said, "You guy, you want to kill me." If you smoke a lot, you'll die. People who practice martial arts have a relatively large physical exertion, and they can't smoke a lot. ”

"Cigarettes, you can't smoke people!" Lin Jue said, returning the cigarette to the cigarette pack, and then asked, "By the way, you haven't told me yet, where is the foreigner's foreign bank?"

"Turn left at the intersection in front of you, and there is a foreigner's foreign company. Liang Kuan pointed to the crossroads, and after pointing to the road, he said, "I went to grab medicine for Aunt Thirteen!"

After Liang Kuan left, Lin Jue shook his head and said, "This kid seems to have let me take out the lighter, and I was stunned! ”

Next, Lin Jue walked towards the intersection a hundred meters away.

Turning the corner, there is a French foreign firm.

"Qing soldiers guard!" Lin Jue was stunned for a moment, then walked up the steps and walked towards the foreign line.

And more than a dozen Qing soldiers had no intention of stopping him at all.

Lin Jue understood that these Qing soldiers were ordered to protect the French Foreign Firm, because the White Lotus Sect was rampant, and they might come to the French Ocean at any time to burn, kill and loot.

When Lin Jue took out a lighter and displayed it in front of the staff of the foreign bank, he was greeted warmly by the general manager of the foreign bank.

"Hello, Mr. Lin, I am the general manager of the French Far Eastern Bank, Bruno!" In the French foreign company, a middle-aged Frenchman stepped forward and said enthusiastically.

"Hello, Manager Bruno, you can call me Bruce Lim. Lin Jue felt that by giving himself a foreign name, it would be easy to deal with foreigners.

It just so happened that this foreigner was called Bruno, and Lin Jue remembered Bruce Lee and Bruce Lee.

Immediately, he was named Bruce Lin.

Bruno invited, "Mr. Bruce Lin, let's talk in the office!"

After Lin Jue came to the other party's office with Bruno, the manager of the French foreign bank, the general manager of the French foreign company, picked up the lighter that had been placed on the table with an excited face.

"Oh, great Mr. Bruce Lin, this lighter is amazing, it's easy to carry. If it is put in the European market, it will definitely cause a rush. Manager Bruno excited.

Because the lighter provided by Mr. Bruce Lin in front of him is too advanced and trendy.

As a Westerner who is ahead of the Qing Dynasty in science and technology, and as the general manager of Far Eastern Bank, he has never seen such a light and fast fire box.

Yes, at present, the most advanced way to light a fire, or a matchbox.

Moreover, in Bruno's consciousness, there was no such thing as a lighter at all.

Lin Jue knew that the lighter was a kerosene lighter in the 20th century, almost in 1918. In the beginning, lighters relied on phosphorus and kerosene or wax, and later developed into corundum grinding wheels and arquebuses and gasoline lighters.

Until today, electronic lighters have been used.

And Lin Jue still remembers that the lighter his father used when he was a child was a grinding wheel lighter.

Lighters only became popular in the late twentieth and early twenty-first centuries.

All over the world, there are lighter factories everywhere.

It can be seen that the grinding wheel lighter that Lin Jue took out at this moment definitely surpassed the advanced of nearly a century.

As for the electronic lighter, Lin Jue felt that it was too advanced and was afraid of causing trouble, so he didn't take it out.

Because Lin Jue plans to often enter Huang Feihong's world in the future, carry out time and space smuggling, and make some money to improve the quality of life.

"Manager Bruno, do you think that a lighter can be sold for a lot of money when it is put on the European market?" asked Lin Jue.

After thinking about it, Bruno said: "Monsieur Bruce Lin, if this lighter is put on the European market, it can be sold for 40 francs with a guarantee. ”

"40 francs, how many silver dollars?" Lin Jue didn't know how many silver dollars 40 francs were in the Guangxu period.

Bruno said: "The silver dollar of your Qing Kingdom is 4.0417 francs. ”

"Well, that is to say, one of my lighters can be sold for ten silver dollars!" Lin Jue said suddenly.

"Yes, Mr. Bruce Lin!" said Bruno.

Lin Jue took out a cigarette, lit it leisurely, and said with a dissatisfied expression while smoking and spitting out a smoke ring: "Less than ten silver dollars, this business doesn't sound attractive enough." ”

In fact, Lin Jue also considered whether there was a patent law in the Qing Dynasty in 1985.

However, in France, the United States, the United Kingdom and other European industrial countries, it is estimated that patent laws have already been issued.

And Lin Jue is now just trying to earn the first pot of gold first, so that he can live a little more nourishing in the three days of Huang Feihong's world.

At the same time, then again, in fact, the ten silver dollars of the Great Qing Kingdom are already quite high purchasing power prices.

And if he takes ten silver dollars to the real world, it is estimated that one silver dollar can be sold for more than a thousand yuan.

Of course, the specific value of the silver dollar in modern society during the Guangxu period depends on the variety, layout, condition, province and year of issuance, and other related factors.

"Ah, this...... Mr. Bruce Lin, we can discuss it again! Well, Mr. Lin, how come the cigarette in your hand is made of yellow non-paper material? And the cigarette in Mr. Lin's hand looks even more delicate!" Bruno was also very interested in the cigarette in Mr. Lin's mouth and the cigarette in his hand.

Therefore, he not only valued the trade and export of lighters in Mr. Lin's hands in front of him, but also put the trade business on the cigarettes in his hands.

"Well, there are also cigarettes on the market now?" Lin Jue asked curiously.

Bruno said: "Yes, Mr. Lin! Last year, the "World Army" brand cigarettes produced by Wells in the United Kingdom were well-known throughout Europe. ”

"Well, come to Manager Bruno, light a cigarette and taste it!" Lin Jue took out a cigarette and handed it to Bruno.

Bruno excitedly took the cigarette, but did not hesitate to smoke it, but studied it carefully.

"Mr. Bruce Lin, is this end of the cigarette a filter like a cigarette stick?" asked Bruno in surprise.

Lin Jue looked at Bruno in front of him with a surprised expression, but he didn't expect that this guy could actually guess that the yellow end was the filter.

"Well, that's right!" Lin Jue was a little speechless, he wanted to pretend to be forced, but he didn't expect that the divergent thinking of foreigners was too powerful.

Bruno exclaimed, "It's so innovative, it's so designing!" Mr. Bruce Lin, the design of this cigarette filter must have come from a great Western designer. ”

Lin Jue's face was cold, and then he was shameless, and said: "No! Manager Bruno, this is the filter designed by me!"

"What, this is Mr. Lin's masterpiece?!!!" Bruno was surprised, then embarrassed, and hurriedly covered it up, and said in an excited and exclamatory tone: "Oh my God, Mr. Bruce Lin, you are worthy of being a talented person with a high education in the West, and you can actually design such an ingenious cigarette filter!"

Lin Jue was speechless at first, because Bruno, a French foreigner, had to kidnap his identity to Western science education.

Immediately, he smiled slightly and said, "Manager Bruno, how about you taste the cigarette first?"

Bruno put the cigarette in his mouth, then smiled, and used Lin Jue's lighter to light the cigarette for him.

A cigarette, in Bruno's mouth, "whew" and exhausted.

Immediately, Bruno said with a look of enjoyment and excitement: "Oh my God, Mr. Lin, this cigarette smokes and does not smell at all." Moreover, this cigarette is a real cigarette, and it feels great to inhale it! Especially this filter, the design is so perfect! The tobacco leaves will not eat it in your mouth!"

"Rub, this guy, a smoker!" Lin Jue sighed involuntarily after listening to Bruno's words.